How do oranges get alongwith so many relatives bunking side by side? Does fruit not yearn for independence the way a mighty Komodo dragon strays from home?Each scaleand toe nailpeeling away at first chance — each scab suffering in an pit of short distance relationships…

I wish he wouldcatch me in the actof missing himHow his fragrance loiters likestrawberry seeds on my tongueHow I swing around the room toretrace his wingspanHow his name is a stream ofsparkling wineHow sweet I becomeafter having such a little sip